~ I came, I saw, I slept.

The devil’s black circles

They have been there on the bedsheet, on the bed-stand, and on the speakers that were lying near the bed. Yesterday, I saw them on my T-shirt that was lying on the bed. I saw a tiny one on Shweta’s (my roommate) C# book as well. Small, round, and black, they looked as if someone had painted them there. Those spots have been confusing us since a week.

Bedsheet is where I observed them first. I wondered about their existence. Who’d have sprayed this black thing on my bedsheet? Some wood-work was going on at that time in our room so I thought that the carpenters must have accidently spilled something. But then, it didn’t look as if some liquid has been spilled. Sprayed is the right word.

Yesterday morning, Shweta woke up with two of them on her night-suit. We checked the window, the roof, the door, and all other inlets. We checked the curtains to see if there are any spots on them. There were none. And then, we found some on a magazine. A couple of those black dots with halos around them.

We’d already racked our brains a lot to find out about the origin of the spots. Finally, we informed our land-lady about them. We showed her around in our room. We showed her all the spots and she too wondered about the odd places where we found them and about how they landed there. She was concerned. We were confused. Now, we’re scared. Scared of sleeping on that bed. Scared of staying in that room.

Shweta said that we’d sleep in the other room. I said okay. After having dinner, she said that we shouldn’t be that scared and that we’d sleep in the same room.

We were watching a movie yesterday night. Shweta was lying on the bed and I was sitting on it. Suddenly, the big iron rod that held the curtains behind us fell down with a big bang. It headed straight towards Shweta’s head but she was quick enough to react and hold it just an inch above her head. She looked at me and I looked at her with a half-open mouth. We didn’t say a word and put the rod back at its place.

After the movie got over, Shweta picked up her bedding and said, "Let’s sleep in the other room." I followed her as I saw a fresh big black spot on the bathroom door smiling at me.

Some occurences in life are unexplained,and therefore scary. Maybe there is a scientific reason for it, but till that brain-wave hits you, it’ll remain a mystery. Keep an eye on the people around you, and those working in your house. Sure no one’s upto any mischief?
I am not ruling out a supernatural force entirely, but until and unless you’ve verified everything, don’t get spooked! Besides, spooks follow a pattern…they can just do that….spook people. Other than that, they have no power. Trust me.
Bye, hope the next entry will be an answer to today’s riddle. Meanwhile, I am still scratching my head for ideas! Take care! Love, Rumadi.

Hhi iBubble
sushmita sen, barka dutt, bips, shoba de these are some of few the women i admire and i think they are out there in that society we told about doing their own ‘dancing’, so wat makes the differnce? i think, it s their bold n chalenging ways of looking at the reality….the fear factor..yes i understand the greatest strenth of women is simutaniouly their weakness…

Those are intriguing looking spots. Sprayed is seemingly the most appropriate word for them. Too much paint and it runs down the wall or door. Someone must be playing games. My curiosity about them grows.

Christianity is my religion of choice. True rleigions do not teach killing innocent people. A belief in a higher power and a set of good moral values is in itself a religion. Extremists of any group will always lead to violence and it is those extremists who need to be weeded out. Standing up for one’s beliefs is a form of fighting – just in a nonviolent manner. One of the first places that needs to keep its nose to itself is the USA. Some of our history is dreadful. We cry out against human rights violations when we are doing the same things ourselves. It is truly a shame that a country can pretend to be better than another when it isn’t.

Writing a poem when the work gets boring is a great way to ease the stress. I look forward to more of your poems. I might even put a few more of mine in – not to be competitive, just for the thoughts.

The more I hear of Munnabhai, I gotta catch it sometime. Maybe, this weekend when I’m in Chennai. Weekend out here in Bangalore got spent in office but not working…a few of my friends came to visit after lunch and we ended up playing tt/billiards before going out for dinner. Have a great day!

hullos divya…how r u ? long time no c…i aplologize for not visiting any one’s space lately,coz i’ve been busy for a while now…hey ,and listen,i just saw ur profile stating that u r into Technical Writing..can u plz help me out by giving some useful info about the same? My frnd is desirous to take up tech writing…i’am giving u my email ID,plz add me on MSN and let me know…plz..

Seen on comments every where in our friendscircle but i guess i come to ur space very less but today i landed here n stuck here ..first becuase of the blot test..did half of it n lost my patience to see all that weird blots n finding all sort of creatures n my emotions with it..may be some time next i shall go for it..ha aha …n then i read ur black spots..im alone n home n got scared becauise since yesterday night something weord is going with me too but i guess it’s all mind that fills us with all these things…n as RUMA said"Some occurences in life are unexplained,and therefore scary. Maybe there is a scientific reason for it, but till that brain-wave hits you, it’ll remain a mystery. "I agree with her..just wait n watch..
See ya
Cheers
Shalu

OMG scary >.< comeonnnn u r kidding right ??
If u r not I believe there is a logical explanation for this situation *_*
And I wish u will find it soon plz let me know what happened and until u find the explanation keep out from that room
University just started so I will not visit like before but still I will visit ^_^ Tc and have fun

So is this a fiction or a true story????? Bubble…you’re beginning to be confused and confusing…..next you’ll be seeing shadows and all!!! hmmmph litte girl….no more horror movies for you ok???? Take care!

quite intriguing. in the monsoon i can see a collection of black spots on clothes that are put out to dry. this happens probably due to some fungal growth that causes the staining and these darned things won’t go how-much-ever you wash them.
is that room humid, are the walls wet? such things cause such spots.

Each time I visit I read something in addition to the current entry. I love the Tra La la laaaaa….so simple…yet so complicated. But so TRUE…What a great job. And your list of Tranquillizers…brillant! Love It!

I see Vijay has told my secret. Your CS cartoon was so hilarious I can’t forget it. I was blogging and commenting about how some people have a low or no Common Sense Quotient (CSQ) at about the same time. I was careless and forgot which site I had seen it on. My apologies. Having a high CSQ is more important than having a high IQ. A person with a high IQ can have a low CSQ, and they are hard to deal with. Life goes on.

Thank you for honoring those victims and families who suffered on 9/11. Sometimes people don’t realize that it was not just the United States that was attacked that day. It was the world. The Twin Towers were the World Trade Center, this makes it an attack upon the world.

Don’t work too hard. If you work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?……………BONY FINGERS!:)

The 9/11 thing really didn’t happen! It was staged, man!! The government knew beforehand!…how do you think all those cameras were ready to film the whole thing!and from every flippin’ angle, too!!
It was a setup, people!….plain and simple.The rightist-international financial cartel and their installed de facto regime has much at stake. They need a mideast war to take over, man!! Get with the truth, people!

Hi Bubble, Thats a scary encounter…… The big black blob? So has the same been solved? Anybody up to some mischief or sumthing? (Hugs)
How have you been? Life is good here! Sannaa is doing good,exams are almost over!
Take care,
Love
Sonia

Divoo thinks…

it feels funny at times
and cold too
it makes me feel uneasy
and peaceful too
i dunno what i want to say
but i know what i feel
i need to curb my thoughts
but the fruit of thought i peel
i shall and i will
but how and what
i might be able to
but i feel distraught
they overwhelm me
and i give in
i might do what is not right
but what i do ain't a sin
what i ought to know
is what i know not
i know it all i say
though i need not
are my thoughts the culprit
or is it me?
do i continue to question
or let it be?